THE GAME {#1 kinky tales} Completed

Panic

-Sebastian I'm so sorry...- Ashlie texted Sebastian when she got a chance on the bus.

[Don't be. Have a ton of fun.]

She wondered if he was mad at her; she'd promised him something and now she was headed in the complete opposite direction of her amazing brother.

[I'm gonna be just fine Ash. I mean I'm going to give your captain a ton of shit about taking my Friday partner away from me on my Friday night but...]

She felt so bad. He was probably relying on her, worried about his game the next day, and maybe he really did need to cum to play better the next day.

-I'll get home as soon as I can Sebastian, I just don't know how long that will be-

[ASH REALLY I AM FINE, Please don't worry about me. Just look extra pretty on the field tomorrow, promise?]

-I promise, but I'm coming home tonight. I'll wake you up...-

Both of them had really hoped that was true, but something told Sebastian he wouldn't be seeing the little beauty that night. From what he heard, the girls got pretty rowdy until early evening and then they stayed at someone's house for the night having an incredibly girly sleep-over. He fell asleep knowing that he'd be waking himself up the next morning and Ashlie lay awake on her sleeping bag wishing she could be with him.

-

"I don't know if it's the competition, the weather, or something else Pete, but I'm not sure these guys can keep up today..." said the announcer as the first half of the game was nearing its end. Sebastian's team was down 15- 1 and none of the plays they were running seemed to be working.

"I agree Jon," said the other announcer, "the defense looks scrambled, but furthermore lacrosse play Sebastian Otei just can't seem to get his grip on the game. They are really going to need to make some adjustments in the locker room if they want to turn this game around."

The whistle went off and Sebastian was left holding  onto his stick all the way on the other end of the field. He went over to his sideline and ripped off his helmet, tossing it away in total frustration.

They were good. He'd give them that. Even then it seemed Sebastian was getting tackled before he could get the pass off or could make a run for the opposite side. He was lucky to have held on to the ball in the first half.

Everybody was running into the locker room, but not with the same energy that they had been during their previous games. The team felt off, sluggish, and they had no points to build on coming out for the second half.

Their coach didn't have a lot to say. He drew a few plays on the board and called out different players to try to make adjustments. They all knew what they needed to do: work harder, shake it off and focus. Run the plays the way they'd practiced. They could do this.

Sebastian had been in halftime locker rooms like this before. After the coach spoke the guys would mostly sit in silence or talk in groups about what they were planning to do. Nobody needed to talk today, apparently, and Sebastian needed to get some space.

"I just need a few minutes coach, that alright?" Sebastian asked.

His coach had a few words for him and then shoved him off towards a door that led to a different area of the locker room. When the games got tough, Sebastian would retreat to the band manager's office in a quiet part of the facilities. He'd shut the lights off and just be quiet for the 15 minutes he had before the second half. Dropping his shoulder-pads on the desk he sat back in the chair and closed his eyes.

Ashlie knew where to find him. In one of the nights they'd spent curled up on the couch together talking, Sebastian told her about his funny routine. She imagined him sitting there in the dark, totally still and catching his breath; he was usually never able to sit still.

Somehow, she'd managed to slip away when the opposing band usually took the field. She might catch hell for it later, but for some reason Ashlie felt like Sebastian might really need her.

'Who the hell is that,' he said as he heard a hand on the doorknob to the tiny office. He saw the flash of yellow in her skirt and knew instantly he knew who it was, her fame could not be mistaken,  Ashlie had come; she was the only one who could know where he'd be.

"Ashlie what are you doing here!" He expressed. Not only was nobody else allowed in the locker room at halftime, but she was probably taking a real chance she wouldn't be able to stay on the cheerleading team for disappearing.

"Shhh..." she said, shutting the door as soundlessly as possible. Sebastian wasn't sure he could handle her right now. His head was spinning and full of a million things he needed to be worried about. When he saw her in that freaking uniform, he thought he might explode.

There was nowhere else to sit in the room, and it suited Ashlie just fine. She made a line right for Sebastian and sat down in his lap, facing him.

"Ashlie... the game... I gotta..." he started.

Sebastian's words were quickly stifled by his sister's lips. Ashlie took his face in her hands and held him tight as she kept her lips pressed to his with intent. She stayed that way until she felt his upper body relax. His matted hair pressed against her forehead, damp with sweat. She slowly moved her hands to his hair and felt it between her fingers, pulling back. Sebastian's mind was beginning to quiet.

"Sebastian," she said, calling for his attention, "look at me."

He opened his eyes, he'd been focusing on the feeling of Ashlie’s hands in his hair.

"It's going to be okay," she spoke softly to him, "relax."

Slowly she began dragging her fingers back and forth in his favorite spot behind his ears. Every time she did it, Sebastian could feel his body letting go of another hit, another botched pass.

When Ashlie was sure that he was really letting go, she decided he needed more. Reaching her hands over her head she quickly pulled off her uniform top and bra all at once. Dim light showed through the blinds in the window as Ashlie's breasts shook free of the top. When Sebastian opened his eyes again, his beautiful Ashlie was topless and sitting in his lap. She immediately took his hands and put them on her bare, ample breasts.

He followed her lead like a wide-eyed child. His mind was empty but for the feeling of her, and Ashlie knew that was exactly what he needed. She cooed as she felt him massage each breast with his palm slowly, longingly. Ashlie knew it was not how they were supposed to be touching each other, how they were supposed to be kissing each other and she certainly wasn't supposed to do what she did next.

Sliding off of him, hands grazing his biceps, Ashlie got to her feet. Sebastian was watching with a totally dependent wonder in his eyes. He could only stare as he saw Ashlie shimmy to remove the tight spandex under her uniform skirt. Seconds later she was pawing at the ties in his pants and tugging the dirty pads down far enough to spring him free.

They both held their breath and stared into each other's eyes as Ashlie moved to sit back in Sebastian’s lap. He gasped as he felt her bare mound come into contact with his cock again. He wasn't fully hard, but when she sat down on him he quickly became it.

She kissed him again, inviting him to put his hands back on her and simply follow her lead. Sebastian was wondering what she was planning as she moved her hips and pushed his cock firmly against her quickly moistening quim. She rubbed him there with her hand feeling his shaft get harder and harder as she stroked him between her hand and her gyrating hips.

Everything was happening all at once. Both of them were simply reacting: Ashlie to Bard’s need for her and Sebastian to the way the teenager was controlling everything around him. Even his hands were where she'd placed them; but then... god did he love her perfect tits.

"Ashlie what are you..." Sebastian begged of her, feeling her sit up on top of him. He could have been fine if she'd just kept sliding her sweet little pussy up and down on his bare cock.

Ashlie put a finger to his lips. "Shhhh..." she said, hovering just above him, "just let me... unhhhh..."

They'd felt it simultaneously. Sebastian's tip was suddenly right at the teens entrance and both of them were hypnotized by the forbidden contact.

The face that Ashlie made next was one that Sebastian would take with him for the rest of his life. His mouth opened and his hips flexed as Ashlie did the unthinkable. She lowered herself until Sebastian's head pried past her lips.

She stopped moving, even their pounding hearts seemed to pause for an instant as Ashlie's tiny quim allowed Sebastian inside. She hovered there, trembling like a leaf as she experienced being fucked, even if only by his tip, for the first time in her life. 'It's Sebastian her brain warned her, 'it's Sebastian, the boy you had considered family!' And it was the most incredible feeling she'd ever known.

So, after pressing her lips to him without a thought, Ashlie lowered herself some more.

Sebastian's ears filled with the sound of the unknowing beauty whimper as she felt the pain of losing her virginity to him. Her gasp brushed his ear with a warmth that made the hairs on the back of his neck tremble He was inside her; there was no denying it. Sebastian could no longer protest, and he wouldn't have dreamt of it. She too had her mouth agape and her eyes searching his for some kind of comfort as she adjusted to only an inch or so of his cock.

Sebastian moved his hands to Ashlie’s hips, softly sliding them down and trying to distract her from the moment.

"Oh mygod Sebastian..." she gasped. "Fuck..."

She tried to move more, but she needed another moment. In only a matter of minutes she'd found him in the room and now she had his big cock an inch or so inside her... she wanted more.

"Ash are you oka...ohhhh..." he started to say when she let herself slide as far down as she could go.

There was no way she could express how full she felt with his cock buried almost all the way inside her. Ashlie tried to kiss him, but she ended up merely crying and moaning into his mouth. It was the hottest thing he'd ever seen her do, and it was only the very first time she'd felt a cock, Sebastian’s cock, all the way inside her.

"So big..." she breathed, "you're so big Sebastian..."

Sebastian held her tight as she let her tunnel slowly accommodate his invading rod.

"You're inside me..." Ashlie told him as much as she told himself, "Ohhh Sebastian... I'm not a virgin anymore."

Ashlie was obviously deriving pleasure from it, the knowledge that Btad had taken her cherry, or rather she'd given it to him.

"Does it feel good Sebastian?"

"goodness yes…. Oh Ashlie…you’ve no idea…" Sebastian spoke softly to her as he felt the cute teen lifting her hips again. It was all so much. He couldn't believe that he was sitting there in the locker room, fifty feet or less away from his team and fucking her. He knew it had to be true as the incredibly tight beauty dropped back into his lap.

She moaned, tensed and then tried to relax, taking another few seconds with their hips connected to adjust before withdrawing again.

Sebastian wanted it to go on forever. Little by little, Ashlie was lifting and lowering herself faster onto his cock. He pawed at her body, holding her breasts and then dragging his nails across her bare back as it undulated on top of him.

Knowing they didn't have much time, Ashlie bit her lip and humped his big dick faster. The pain was going away, but not entirely. She still felt so unbelievably full each time her mound came into contact with Sebastian. So Ashlie held tight to his shoulders, almost digging her nails into them as he penetrated her each time. Not only was he so big but he was reaching so deeply inside her that Ashlie wondered if it was her cervix that she could feel his engorged tip prodding against on each thrust into her.

She hugged his shoulders tighter, thrusting her tits together. She could feel the dampness from the hard work in his first half between his pecs, the scent of his sweat turning her on as she realized she was now the cliche'd cheerleader fucking someone she’d s wanted, someone she had always craved and list for. Her breasts shook, her abs rippled and Sebastian was utterly mesmerized by the gasps and whimpers escaping her mouth. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and getting messier each time she dropped onto him and felt his cock impale her. All too soon, Sebastian felt like he was going to cum.

"Ashlie, you gotta... you gotta stop," he warned her worriedly, "I'm close."

Ashlie pulled him with her tiny hand on his chin so he was looking right into her eyes. She only paused a second before wordlessly sinking back into his lap. He knew what she intended to do, and it floored him.

"It's okay Sebastian," she whispered, "you can cum in me...uhhh... I'm on the pill."

Even though she knew they shouldn't, Ashlie couldn't think of another way...she didn't want to. So she kept working her hips up and down and sliding his cock into her tiny opening. She realized that he mustn't have known that she was using birth control when he had squirted cum on and sort-of in her pussy a week ago. The thought that he had carelessly done so would make her giggle when she thought of it later, he could be so reckless sometimes.

Ashlie stared at him, gyrating her hips in such an incredible way that Sebastian knew he was done for. Watching the naked little teenager thrust and flex to ride him with determination, Sebastian was soon there.

She could see it in his face, in his eyes. His body tensed and his face grimaced. Sebastian gasped and tried not to let go; cumming inside her was more than he had imagined at that point. But Ashlie was not going to get off him in time. She'd never intended to.

"Oh Sebastian... that's it...cum for me bro...cum in your little sister's pussy" Ashlie said, quaking when she felt his cock pump the first of its contents into her, her words must have taken him over the  edge because she felt too.

She sat down hard on him, wiggling her hips as best she could while keeping him fully buried inside her virgin pussy. Steadily, she could feel his cock throb, each time followed by another flood of heat inside her womb. He was cumming inside her, and from what she could tell he was cumming a lot.

Sebastian groaned over and over as she rocked in his lap relentlessly. His mind was empty, taken over fully by the feeling of filling her with cum. He held tightly to her soft little butt, keeping her planted there as he came, each throb of his cock emitting more sperm into the eighteen-year-old beauty. His mind felt overcome with sensation as the reasons to have stopped long ago lost the battle to impulse. It mattered not, she felt too good for it to be wrong, and he didn't know it but Ashlie was beyond blissful to feel his spunk charging her young pussy.

How long had it been: five minutes? ten minutes? more? Ashlie knew that they didn't have forever, but Sebastian was holding her so tenderly, still hard and lodged inside her.

"That was...Ashlie..." Sebastian said, drawing a smile across his sister's face, "you are the most wonderful girl I've ever..."

He was still recovering. Ashlie spoke for him, "...fucked?" she asked adorably.

"No," he said, smiling with her, "that I've ever known...seen...I don't know. I just love you so much Ash."